In the fog of waking up, trying to distinguish dream and reality, you often long for the dream if its going well. Making your dreams into reality is a challenge you sometimes face in life.
My past dreams were leading me towards something more important.
Something that mattered from the point it had struck me. How odd it seemed yet my heart couldn't escape from his illusive charm neither could it fight off his oppressive side.
The first thing I thought and did in the morning after getting myself ready was meet up with Laviosa and make him known of my decision.
As soon as I entered the room my eyes fell upon the man busy reading the newspaper seated casually on the chair with one leg over the other
I hadn't imagined I would ever see him like this moreover in reading glasses. I though
